Exton

Pandora smiles contentedly as the children mill around them; their family growing larger and more closely bound as time goes on. The ability to pass their thoughts so freely among the children will help them to protect each other as they grow older, although she hates to think there could ever be a need again.

Prophesies do not tend to disappear though, and their encounters with the dark side of the fae world have left them with a growing respect for the job the rangers provide; and they always are watchful for that something out of place. Today is not a day for worry ,Pandora pulls her thoughts away and looks at her husband...who's thoughts are full of making babies with her...